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Saturday, April 24, 2010


I've seen those who truly are in need denied,I have seen oppressive rulers ignore the peoples cries arrogantly rejecting the learned when they hold them by the hand and advise.I have seen the truthful messengers with divine messages from above the seven heavens accused of telling lies.
Let me tell you what has been visualized by these old wise eyes of mine,whats my name you ask?just listen and you will find out in due time.
I've watched once feared empires become colonized,I have seen arks of brutality with human cargo inside carried by the ocean tide only to be sold off in a foriegn land.With tears in my eyes I saw babies ripped from the wombs of women by someone they called driver man.I've seen there descendants take a stand with rifle in hand with a list of demands ready to fight for power wanting the same rights as every other man that would consider himself to be civilized.
For many years I seen man do things I just dont understand, like smile in each others face shake hands and walk away with intentions of unjustly taking the other ones land,with the assistance of missiles and bombs raining fire from mechanical birds from dusk till dawn,showing mercy to none killing mothers, fathers,daughters,and sons erasing lifelines.
I'm trying to tell you alot has been seen by these old wise eyes of mine."
Strange are the ways of mankind,we have a love hate relationship.When the day comes when they get something they want,with great radiance they shine, however when the day comes when they get something they dont like they become easily displeased,and curse me like I'm guilty of the greatest crime,How quickly they forget the many evils I have seen them produce with these old wise eyes of mine,if you haven't figured it out yet my name is time.

Abu Shaybah

1 comment:

  1. masha'Allah this was very powerful poem, may Allah bless you brother.